Leaves That Are Green
I was twenty-one years when I wrote this songI'm twenty-two now but I won't be for longTime hurries onAnd the leaves that are green turn to brownAnd they wither in the windAnd they crumble in your hand
Once my heart was filled with the love of a girlI held her close but she faded in the nightLike a poem I meant to writeAnd the leaves that are green turn to brownAnd they wither in the windAnd they crumble in your hand
I threw a pebble in a brookAnd watched the ripple run awayAnd they never made a soundAnd the leaves that are green turn to brownAnd they wither in the windAnd they crumble in your hand
Hello, hello, hello, helloGoodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbyeThat's all there isAnd the leaves that are green turn to brownAnd they wither in the windAnd they crumble in your hand